Room 507, Late Monday Afternoon

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After spending some time on the roof -- including a quick jaunt to the moon with River -- Ronan was back in his old dorm room, staring at the closed door. Part of him was more than ready for what was about to happen, whereas other parts... had doubts. Still, it had been a long time for him, and if there was one thing a wizard understood, especially a wizard who also ran a medical practice, it's that the body had needs, and those needs were best met with a person with whom one felt comfortable being intimate.

[For fantastic_torch, and going to be NSFW.]

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His body grew warmer as he continued to drag his tongue down Ronan's body, swirling the tip around his naval before he moved even lower, gently removing Ronan's hand and replacing it with his own. With a look up, catching his eyes, Johnny took the head of Ronan's cock in his hot mouth while his fingers circled around the base.

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Ronan gasped at the warmth, a small part in the back of his head expressing surprise that, hey, Johnny no longer angsted about this kind of thing, I wonder how much experience he's been getting-- until the head that was a little bit further down told it, "Oi, shut up now, our turn."

Ronan's hand in Johnny's hair clenched slightly, but he had enough control not to press to hard, not to cause any pain. "Powers, Johnny," he moaned. "You got good at this."

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Actually, Johnny learned what he was doing now from Ronan. He was merely copying the other man's actions from before. He has never been with another member of the opposite sex since high school. Since Ronan.

He smirked at his words and went down on him, reflexively using his throat muscles to take the whole of him into his mouth, swallowing as he worked him further until his lips pressed against the base. Then he began to move, repeating the same action as his tongue lapped and played over the head, his fingers curling and stroking upward then back down followed by Johnny's mouth. His other hand curved up under, teasing and cupping Ronan's balls.

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It had been far too long for Ronan, and even if Johnny hadn't been as good as he was, he'd have found himself already approaching his climax. As it was, he was almost there. "Johnny, God, I'm getting close," he managed to gasp, all the warning he could give.